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Lee “Defended” Businesses from Taxes, Raised Online Taxes

Tennessee Governor Bill Lee said last week he and others “fiercely” defended businesses from pandemic-related tax hikes ahead, but critics noted he has raised taxes on Tennessee’s online shoppers by about $377 million over the last two years.

Lee touted investment of $400 million into the state’s flagging unemployment insurance trust fund. The investment was a piece of $2.6 billion from the federal CARES Act fund.

Without the investment, Lee said tax premiums paid by Tennessee employers would have increased by 300 percent next year, according to figures from the University of Tennessee Boyd Center. Tennessee businesses would have seen their unemployment taxes raised by $837 million.

Sycamore Institute

Without federal funds, Tennessee’s unemployment fund would have been dry within 14 weeks.

Tennessee has some of the lowest unemployment tax rates in the country, according to the Sycamore Institute. Tennessee businesses pay taxes on $7,000 of an employee’s annual pay for the unemployment fund. In contrast, Washington state business owners pay such taxes on $52,700 of an employee’s annual pay. The average tax on all wages in Tennessee was 0.2 percent, the third-lowest in the country.

Employee unemployment benefits are also among the lowest in the country. Lawmakers here raised the maximum weekly benefit last year to $275, the fourth-lowest weekly payout in the country. The average weekly payout is $242, the fourth-lowest nationally. These benefits replace about 37 percent of an average worker’s lost wages in Tennessee, the fifth-lowest percent in the country, according to the Sycamore Institute.

Tennessee has also kept a relatively low fund balance in its unemployment trust fund. In March, the fund was $1.3 billion, the highest balance ever in the fund’s history. But even that amount fell short of federal standards in the fund’s ability to weather a typical recession.

The coronavirus began to quickly squeeze the fund in April. By May, withdrawals were 15 times higher than normal, draining $64 million from the fund in mid-May. Without help, the fund would have been dry in 14 weeks. So Lee and the state’s Financial Stimulus Accountability Group have invested $400 million into the fund.

Tennessee House Speaker Cameron Sexton (R-Crossville) said the move “is one of many ways we are continuing to support businesses during these difficult times by ensuring they aren’t penalized by burdensome tax increases.”

But Lee and Tennessee Republicans have increased tax burdens for another group — online shoppers. The online tax rate here is now the highest allowed by federal law.

“Gov. Lee says he wanted to save businesses from a tax hike, but what about our families who shop online?” read a statement last week from Tennessee Senate Democrats. “The tax increases didn’t have to happen right now, especially with so many everyday families shopping online for essential goods.”

The email points to three bills with sales tax expansions passed on Lee’s watch. The first simply allowed for the collection of online sales taxes. Two later bills made sure taxes here weren’t just for retail behemoths like Amazon or Walmart, lowering sales thresholds to $100,000. Taken together, the laws increased the sales tax burdens on Tennessee’s online shoppers by $377 million.

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Food & Wine Food & Drink

Airport Rules! Covid Has Turned Travelers into Day Drinkers

Back when the lockdown was really in lockdown, I saw a tweet announcing that Quarantine Drinking Rules = Airport Drinking Rules. Which makes sense. After this year’s alcohol intake, we all feel like we’ve crunched a few time zones.

These days, however, the airlines are struggling with everyone avoiding those “COVID cabins” in the sky. The travel I’d normally put in for the release of Haint Punch is causing me to Zoom more than fly. This isn’t a problem with the East Coast, but the people in Los Angeles take it as a matter of pride not to take unwieldy time zones into consideration. I always make it a point to have a beer in the shot just to let them all know I’m taking a damn meeting during cocktail hour. If you field a call from Egypt, remember that that time zone is so wide of the mark it’s more constructive to just get back on a plane.

Murff takes a meeting.

I almost miss sitting in the Amsterdam airport at 8:30 a.m., drinking a Carlsberg when your body thinks that it’s last night in New York. Airport drinking isn’t for the faint of heart, and it’s not something you want to do daily, unless you are entering a Hunter S. Thompson’s liver look-alike contest. This is drinking with a purpose: to maintain a certain state of mind while avoiding another. Sure, there are those awkward moments when you make eye-contact with some perfectly lovely Dutch lady over her coffee and you can hear her thinking, “Oh … he’s one of them.” She won’t say it of course, and you wouldn’t know if she did. Dutch sounds like a Swede trying to speak German.

In Europe, Carlsberg and Heineken are the universal airport beers. Stateside, Heineken is also pretty ubiquitous. It’s a well-made pale lager out of the Netherlands that is drinkable, refreshing, and has more presence than the mass-market American beers trying to imitate it. At 5 percent ABV, it’s also a little higher in alcohol. Granted, Heineken used to be known for the odd “skunky” beer, but they’ve fixed that problem. The issue wasn’t quality control or even the beer itself, but those green bottles which were less effective than the brown ones at keeping out harmful sunlight.

If you want to drink local, even on the road, American airports are great showcases of homegrown beer wherever (and whenever) you happen to land. If you ask, the barkeep will point you to a beer you’ve probably never heard of and try to sell you a 24-ounce glass of the stuff. This is because airlines seem to like their passengers sleepy and fairly floppy. If you don’t feel like a 24-ounce beer gamble over breakfast, there is always Sweetwater.

Maybe it’s the Atlanta connection, but Sweetwater 420 Extra Pale Ale seems to be America’s go-to airport craft beer. And why not? It’s a West Coast style, dry-hopped ale — more interesting than the standard lager, but light enough to keep drinking without getting that bitter aftertaste. Depending on where you’re headed to (sales calls, class reunion, holiday with family crazies) or coming from (war zones, vacation, a night of designer drugs with L.A. sorts who can’t do time-zone math), this sort of thing is important. You have to maintain.

In the mid-’90s, Sweetwater jumped ahead of the craft beer boom by bringing the West Coast “micros,” as they were then called, to Atlanta. Is Sweetwater local? No. But it is regional and they are still privately owned. They have become one of the top brewers in the country without hitching up with one of the macro brands. And that matters.

As if air travel hadn’t gotten surreal enough this year, I understand that the airlines are now doing home takeout, so would-be travelers can experience reheated, rubbery food fresh out of the microwave in their own home. If you’re going to do that, at least pair it with a gigantic beer. For breakfast.

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Book Features Books

J.W. Ocker’s Cursed Objects

Memphis-based fans of the strange and unusual have to have a healthy interest in curses. Flyer film editor Chris McCoy’s documentary about the beloved alternative music club Antenna begins with drummer Ross Johnson stating, plainly, that Memphis is cursed. Then there’s the allegedly haunted Ernestine & Hazel’s, the ghost girl of the Orpheum, and that giant-sized yellow fever mural at the Pink Palace that’s so spooky it looks like a Swedish death-metal album cover. Not to mention the crystal skull of the pyramid.

To refresh, a crystal skull was reported to have been installed in the Pyramid, and that bit of wild rumor was actually true. It turns out that the skull was installed under the direction of Isaac Tigrett, cofounder of the Hard Rock Cafe, New Age fan and disciple of guru Sri Baba, and son of Pyramid guiding light and patron John Tigrett. Isaac said the skull was intended to be part of a promotion called “The Egyptian Time Capsule.” Weird, right? Well, yes, but also, unexplainably, so very Memphis.

All this is a long way to say that when the kind folks at Quirk Books sent me a copy of Edgar Award-winning travel writer, novelist, and blogger J.W. Ocker’s new Cursed Objects, I was already primed to appreciate it.


Cursed Objects
is broken into sections based on the location of the cursed object in question — in a museum, a private collection, or the world wide web (think chain emails). The chapters are titled things like “Lurking in Homes,” “Under Glass,” and “In the Graveyard”; and if that doesn’t get you ready for spooky season, what will?

“I hate to be the one to tell you this, but many seemingly innocuous objects will make your life suck,” Ocker writes in the book’s introduction. His tone throughout is one of the highlights — it’s what you might call “humorously journalistic.” Cursed Objects is well researched, but even the best-laid plans can fall apart with shoddy delivery. Luckily for the reader, that’s where the author shines. One gets the feeling that Ocker is sharing an inside joke — and marveling that people could be foolish enough to keep such a plainly cursed object in the home or workplace.

Ocker’s subjects range from the Hope Diamond to the Basano Vase and the Ring of Silvianus — a Roman artifact believed to have inspired J.R.R. Tolkien’s The Lord of the Rings. The entry about the Black Aggie statue in Druid Ridge Cemetery in Pikesville, Maryland, is especially chilling. “They say her eyes glow red at night and that if you look into them, you’ll go blind,” the author writes.

The extravagantly violent curses that grace the Björketoro Runestone, an Iron Age monolith in Sweden, are so vile they’re almost funny. The runestone is made even more interesting by the mystery surrounding it — no one knows quite what purpose it served or why it needed to be protected with such lavishly applied written curses. Was it a gravestone marking the grave of a proto-Viking? Or perhaps it was a cenotaph (a grave marker honoring someone whose remains are elsewhere), or a tribute to Odin. The only sure thing is that, superstitious or not, it probably isn’t worth the risk to mess with the thing.

The illustrations, rendered in a sickly sea green, tie the whole book together. They act as a kind of recurring visual motif, a complement to Ocker’s tone, that helps unite the disparate stories within Cursed Objects. The only question that remains is, who is courageous enough to brave the myriad scary (and true) stories within?

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New Virus Cases Continue Steady Decline

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New Virus Cases Continue Steady Decline

New virus case numbers fell again to 96, the first time the figure has been in double digits in recent weeks.

Total current active cases of the virus rose again, though, to 1,731, up slightly from the 1,722 reported Tuesday morning. That figure had dipped to 1,399 recently.

The new testing figures remain high. The Shelby County Health Department now reports the total number of tests given, not just how many individuals have been tested. The figure rose from 430,089 on Tuesday to 431,848 on Wednesday.

The new reporting process changed the weekly positivity rates going back to March, in many cases the figures were reduced. For example, in July’s height of the pandemic (so far), the positivity rate on tests was around 16 percent. With the new testing reporting process, the figure was reduced to 12 percent in numbers released by the health department.

The latest weekly positivity rate rose slightly from the week before. This figure enjoyed weeks of declines following the county mask mandate and the closure of bars. The average rate of positive tests for the week of September 6th was 6.5 percent, up slightly from the 6 percent recorded the week before.

The total number of COVID-19 cases here stands at 30,690. Three new deaths were reported in the last 24 hours for a total of 449.

There are 7,032 contacts in quarantine, a drop from the 7,178 in quarantine Tuesday.

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Food & Drink Hungry Memphis

Bars are Back!

High Cotton Brewing Co./Facebook

Let’s go to the freakin’ bar, y’all! (Yes, we’ll social distance and all that…)

The Shelby County Health Department allowed bars to reopen Tuesday. Wednesday night will be the first night back for many of the 45 bars that were shut down in July to suppress the spread of the virus.

Many bars and taprooms started spreading the word about their reopening plans on social. Looks like they are as excited to be back as we are to have them back.

If you know of other bars opening (and can point us to a social post), email toby@memphisflyer.com and we’ll add them to our list.

Here’s a look at what we know now:

We’re back!!!! But no dancing y’all! We’ll see you all very soon!!!!

Posted by Alchemy Memphis on Tuesday, September 22, 2020

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Rejoice all, for the news has come from on high! We reopen TOMORROW!! Things will look a little different from last…

Posted by Meddlesome Brewing Company on Tuesday, September 22, 2020

Bars are Back!

See your lovely faces tomorrow! We’ve missed you

Posted by Silly Goose on Tuesday, September 22, 2020

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We will re open as soon as we can. We will announce the date when we have determined the best time possible. We hope you will all be joining us soon!

Posted by the Pumping Station on Tuesday, September 22, 2020

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Miss us? 😊🍻 We're thrilled to announce that our dining room and patio are back open for dine-in services starting…

Posted by Brookhaven Pub and Grill on Tuesday, September 22, 2020

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We’re BAAACCCKK!
See ya tomorrow!

Posted by Brewskis Sports Bar & Grill on Tuesday, September 22, 2020

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We are open for on premise consumption (you can drink beer here)! Downtown is open from 1PM-10PM everyday, Broad is…

Posted by Wiseacre Brewing Company on Wednesday, September 23, 2020

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FINALLY!! SCHD is allowing us to open the doors! We will be opening tomorrow, Thurs. Sept. 24th at 11AM! Our new hours…

Posted by Stage 64 Lounge on Wednesday, September 23, 2020

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We are happy to announce we will be reopening with limited hours starting Thursday! We will open starting at 11am-10pm…

Posted by The Bluff on Tuesday, September 22, 2020

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Letter From The Editor Opinion

In Search of Corona …

On Sunday, I went looking for Corona.

I’ve been spending some of these glorious early fall days kayaking and fishing local lakes — Shelby Forest, Wapanocca, and elsewhere. Last Saturday night, I was looking for new water online, scanning Google Maps images of Arkansas, north of Memphis. That’s when I spotted Corona Lake. Because I have a simple mind, I thought, “Wouldn’t it be cool to go paddle Corona Lake during the coronavirus pandemic?” Also, I thought I might get a column out of it. So …

Bruce VanWyngarden

Tipton County, TN

I googled “Corona Lake, Arkansas,” to see what I could learn about it. No results. There was a Corona Lake in Tipton County, Tennessee, that came up in the search but none in Arkansas. Then I remembered something interesting, something I’d forgotten about: There are parts of Tennessee on the west side of the Mississippi, due to the meanderings of the river channel over the course of time, which pay no attention to state lines created by mere mortals. Corona Lake, in Tipton County, Tennessee, was on the Arkansas side of the Mississippi.

So now I was intrigued, and off I went Sunday morning in search of the mysterious Tennessee lake that looked like it was in Arkansas. I hopped off of I-55 North near Turrell, and soon I was headed east on unmarked roads — no signs, no other vehicles, no houses, just big yellow fields, high blue sky, and car wheels on a gravel road. Anything vertical was covered in kudzu. The roads weren’t marked, but my phone seemed confident we were on the right track, so I kept driving, stirring up dust in the rearview for miles behind.

As my GPS indicated I was getting near the lake, I drove past a very large, very Southern-looking house — white columns, red brick, large lawn, grand trees. The road ended a few hundred yards later, next to where two puzzled-looking men stood near a combine and a pickup truck. I got out, grinning an innocent man’s grin, and said, “Hey, looks like this might be private land. I didn’t realize that. Didn’t see any signs. Sorry.”

The men approached, saying nothing, looking me up and down. They were wearing ball caps, field shirts, and khakis; they looked like farmers — like Delta money. The older man, a shortish fellow, turned sideways while looking up at me over his right shoulder, an interesting conversational gambit.

“Oh, this is definitely private land,” he said. “What is it you’re looking for?”

I blathered on a bit about seeing Lake Corona on a map and trying to fish some new water, suddenly conscious of my shorts and Tevas and Subaru and kayak — a stranger in a strange land. Finally, I ran out of words.

“I’m John Tipton,” the man said. “This is my son, Will.” I introduced myself and we bumped elbows and said nice to meet you.

“Where are you from,” John asked.

“Memphis,” I said. “I write for a paper there. I might write about this.”

John paused for a beat, still looking sideways at me, then he said, “You know what? You go on ahead and fish that lake, but I’ll tell you, it’s mostly bighead carp. If you catch something, you let us know.”

“Thanks,” I said. “That’s kind of you. I’ll give it a shot.” Then I said, “This is Tennessee, right?”

“Yessir, it’s Tennessee.”

“And I’m guessing this county might have been named after you?”

“Well, not me, but my great-great-grandfather, yessir.”

“Well, it’s really nice of you to let me paddle around your lake. I appreciate it.”

“No problem. Good luck.”

Turns out John Tipton was right. Corona Lake was a muddy slough, not worth casting a line or even dipping a paddle into, so I didn’t stay long. But it was a good day, even though the kayak never left the car roof. I explored some new country, met two nice fellows, took some cool photos — and I got a column out of it.

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Food & Wine Food & Drink

What’s Popping: Pop’s Kernel was Created with Love

Creating a popcorn business popped into Timeko T. Davis-Wade’s mind after a flood destroyed her family’s house and left them homeless in 2011.

She thought, “What are we going to do? Being an entrepreneur, I need to figure out how I’m going to be a helpmate to my husband.”

Now known as the Popcorn Lady, Davis-Wade, 48, is founder of Pop’s Kernel, a nationally known online popcorn business that includes 50 flavors.

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Timeko T. Davis-Wade

She and her husband, Jamason, and their two children, Devin and Zoe, were living on three acres in a flood zone in North Memphis. “We were doing pretty well. At the time, both kids were in private schools.”

Her son was a special-needs student at Concord Academy, and her daughter was at Hutchison. “When they found out we were having trouble and our house had been flooded, both schools, along with our church, started helping. Hutchison put us at a hotel for the whole summer of 2011.”

The next year, Davis-Wade traveled to her hometown of Chicago to visit family. While there, she said, “I want to bring a little piece of Chicago home.”

She lavishly spent $100 on Chicago Mix popcorn from Garrett Popcorn Shop for her family to enjoy. While eating popcorn on the train, she thought, “I can do this. I can make popcorn.”

Davis-Wade told her idea to her husband, but it wasn’t until the next year when she returned to it. They were having a party and Davis-Wade wanted to make popcorn. Her husband found a recipe for caramel popcorn online. She made it, and it was a success.

She tweaked that recipe and began making popcorn to help raise funds for missionary trips for her church, Life Church.

That led to her creating other flavors. To make her first batch of caramel cheese popcorn, she bought 25 boxes of macaroni and cheese just for the cheese powder.

She named the business Pop’s Kernel because her children call their dad Pop.

Her son had a difficult time finding jobs because of his special needs, so she put him to work making popcorn. Eventually, the whole family took part.

She came up with other flavors, including Tuxedo — white and milk chocolate and caramel. People began ordering her popcorn for weddings, birthdays, and graduations.

Davis-Wade, who had only one air popper at the time, recruited helpers after a women’s conference ordered 1,400 bags. “That was myself, my husband, my two kids, my mother-in-law, my mom, my two sisters-in-law, some of their kids. It was a whole house full of people.”

Her business took off after Cynthia Daniels invited her to participate in Memphis Black Restaurant Week in 2016. “We had about 1,000 bags of popcorn. Within three hours, we sold 989 bags.”

Business got so good Davis-Wade moved into a commercial kitchen. She began doing events for St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital, Methodist Hospital, Junior League of Memphis, and International Paper.

She now has eight air poppers and 50 popcorn flavors, not all of which are sold at the same time. I Love Tuscan is “olive oil base, sun-dried tomatoes, basil, parsley, and garlic.”

Her business boomed during the quarantine. “More and more people were staying home watching movies.”

Davis-Wade operated her business at a pop-up at Wolfchase Galleria, where people picked up their pre-paid popcorn curbside.

After Daniels mentioned Pop’s Kernel as one of Memphis’ Black businesses in a HuffPost article, Davis-Wade began getting orders from all over the U.S. “This year, in the middle of the pandemic, it’s been crazy-busy. I have orders every day. We’re shipping all over America. I only advertise on Instagram and Facebook.”

Pop’s Kernel comes in various size bags, which range from $7 to $19.

Davis-Wade hired other young adults with special needs to help with the business. “They’re the ones doing a lot of the labeling for us on the packaging. So I always tell people, ‘If you get a label a little crooked, it was done with love. We’re working with special needs.'”

To order, go to popskernel.com.

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Film Features Film/TV

Doomscrolling: Surveillance Capitalism vs. Humanity in The Social Dilemma.

Hi, my name’s Chris, and I’m a social media addict.

It started back at the dawn of the internet. I’ve always read compulsively — books, magazines, ingredient labels, whatever. So it’s no coincidence that I’m a writer. At first, the internet was just a place where I could get more stuff to read. At the turn of the 21st century, the promise of the world wide web was that it would democratize the flow of information and give everyone a voice. I frequented message boards, where the important topics of the day were discussed — by that, I mean the Star Wars prequels and Peter Jackson’s Lord of the Rings trilogy. This was social media at its most primitive — and most fun. I skipped Friendster, didn’t really get the hype of MySpace, and then dove into Flickr, the early photo-sharing site. I made friends, whom I referred to as “internet friends.” Sometimes we met IRL (in real life), but mostly we knew each other only by screen names. Then, in 2008, came Facebook, and we had to give up the privacy of our real names.

Tristan Harris, a former design ethicist at Google, testifies in Jeff Orlowski’s The Social Dilemma.

Facebook’s quick success led to the launch of Instagram and Twitter. Later, I got a very lucrative gig producing social media content. It was good for my bottom line, but now I see that being immersed in social media for eight hours a day has had a lasting effect on my psyche. Like many writers and journalists, the flow of breaking news and scalding hot takes on Twitter pushes my buttons. I have an internet friend who was offered a job at Twitter while it was still a start-up, but he decided not to take it because he says he couldn’t figure out what the app was for. I’m not sure I can answer that question today, except to say, Twitter is for more Twitter. But what is all this stuff doing to us?

What were once esoteric questions about emerging technological platforms have taken on new urgency in the increasingly chaotic world of 2020, and The Social Dilemma meets them head-on. Director Jeff Orlowski, who previously tackled climate change with his documentaries Chasing Ice and Chasing Coral, goes straight to the source. His star witness is Tristan Harris, a graduate of Stanford University’s Persuasive Technology Lab, where he studied ways to make online ads work better. While working as a design ethicist at Google, he wrote a memo entitled “A Call to Minimize Distraction and Respect User’s Attention.”

He no longer works at Google.

Harris’ basic point is that the drive to “make online ads work better” has led to a dangerous set of incentives for tech companies. “Positive intermittent reinforcement” is a powerful hack of the human brain that both powers slot machines and keeps you coming back to see who has liked your selfie. But it’s deeper than that. In order to sell ads that are guaranteed to hit their marks, Facebook and Google have created what amount to “human futures markets.” They use the reams of data they collect about you to predict your actions, and they sell that knowledge to their advertising clients. Sometimes those clients are bad actors, like Vladimir Putin. Even worse, the platforms whose business models depend on user engagement have discovered that more extreme messages produce greater engagement. From Brazil to Myanmar to right here at home, the persuasive power of social media has transformed societies, and not for the better.

Skyler Gisondo stars in one of the film’s cinematic sequences.

Harris is not alone in his remorse about what his tech work has wrought. There’s Justin Rosenstein, inventor of the Facebook “Like” button; Jaron Lanier, the father of virtual reality; and Sean Parker, Napster coder and early Facebook investor who was portrayed by Justin Timberlake in The Social Network. At one point, Steve Wozniak, cofounder of Apple, is seen in the audience as Harris delivers a speech about how social media combined with artificial intelligence is effectively “checkmating humanity.” Naturally, The Woz is checking his iPhone.

You may have heard some of these arguments before, but when Orlowski serves them all up together, it’s beyond chilling. Less effective are the cinematic sequences, where a “typical family” deals with problems like Snapchat-induced body dysmorphia and political radicalization. These parts help clarify the problems with relatable examples, but the dramatizations undermine the documentary’s claim to truth-telling even as it attacks disinformation. Quibbles aside, The Social Dilemma delivers a vital perspective on how we live both digitally and IRL.

Now pick up your phone and turn off all notifications.

The Social Dilemma is streaming on Netflix.

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Cover Feature News

Into the Multiverse: How Christopher Reyes Created an Alternate World

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The moto crawler has crashed on a moon in an obscure corner of the multiverse. Its pilot and creator, Baron Von Opperbean, is missing. A towering volcano spews smoke and dribbles lava. Mysterious caves beckon you to enter. Maybe the Baron went this way. But then you remember the warning from Louise, the helpful A.I. who guided you here — “Don’t go near the anomaly.”

It sounds like a scene from a sci-fi blockbuster or a role-playing game. But it’s not. Walk into Off The Walls gallery, a warehouse space near Downtown, and you’re in Baron Von Opperbean’s Exploratorium of Magic, Science, and the Multiverse, a 2,000-square-foot art installation that is the brainchild of multimedia artist Christopher Reyes.

Christopher Reyes

Ahead of His Time

Reyes was born in Northern California. His grandfather helped found a martial arts discipline known as Kajukenbo. “It started in the 1940s in Hawaii, so technically it’s the first mixed martial art in the country, but it’s not well-recognized,” Reyes says.

Growing up, Reyes learned Kajukenbo with his father, Grandmaster Alan Reyes. “I still train almost every morning, just for a bit, to wake up and get the flow going.”

After his parents’ divorce, he moved to Memphis in 1986, where his mother, Vernie Kuglin, was based as a pilot for FedEx. Reyes’ artistic skills got him accepted into Memphis College of Art, on the cusp of the digital age. He discovered a new passion in the college’s tiny computer lab and began to use digital tools in his graphic design work. “I was the only one using the computers,” he says.

He got a job at Ardent Studios exploring the fledgling world of interactive entertainment. “We were working on enhanced CDs and CD ROMs. They weren’t called that yet because no one had a name for them. That’s where I cut my teeth. I had access to computers and video editors. We had one of the first Avids in the city, I’m sure. That’s where I learned how to video edit.”

His nights were spent in Memphis’ electronic music scene. “I don’t know if I’d call myself a musician,” he says, “but I can sequence the hell out of some electronic music.”

It was around this time, in the early 1990s, that he approached Downtown real estate mogul Henry Turley about buying an empty warehouse space at 1 S. Main. At the time, Downtown Memphis was nearly abandoned. An artist with a well-paying tech job was the ideal person to revitalize the space. But Reyes couldn’t get a loan to cover the entire building, so Turley proposed a solution: He would create a condominium association for 1 S. Main and sell Reyes the cavernous upper story of the building, while retaining control of the ground floor, which was rented to a small restaurant.

Accessible only through a rickety metal staircase in an alley, the artist’s loft became Reyes’ home. For years, Reyes had to go downstairs to use the bathroom. But as the ’90s wore on, he paid off the first mortgage and took out a second one to finance renovations. Eventually, he built a second floor in the loft, expanding from 4,000 to 6,000 square feet, with two bathrooms and plenty of space for offices and the kind of big art projects he favored.

In 1999, with the internet spreading rapidly, Reyes realized he was surrounded by great music that no one outside Memphis was privy to. “The idea was to stream music because Memphis musicians were so isolated,” he says. “With no record labels here, no distribution at that time, no infrastructure, no industry at all, they just had no outlets.” By 2001, he had taught himself enough web design to create a website to host his recordings. It was called Live From Memphis, and it quickly grew in scope and ambition. Before Facebook, or even Myspace, Reyes created the first online directory of Memphis musicians. “It was weird because I thought I knew a lot about Memphis music. Then when I did that project, I realized, I didn’t know Jack about it. There were all these silos of different types of music all over the city.”

Soon, other types of artists had their own listings on Live From Memphis — LFM for short. “I was trying to provide resources to them, and I figured, here’s a graphic designer, here’s a filmmaker. I had two directories going and I was like, ‘This is stupid. I need to just put these directories together, and they’ll find each other.'”

The LFM creatives directory eventually had more than 5,000 entries. It became the premiere tool for creative networking in the Bluff City.

Reyes was also tied into the Memphis film scene, creating animation and music videos. LFM sponsored the first music video showcases at Indie Memphis and eventually spun the program off as a music video festival. LFM fielded camera crews to document Gonerfest for a decade, producing two DVD concert films. (Note: I worked with LFM as a co-creator from 2009-2013.)

Reyes experimented with streaming video, but it wasn’t until YouTube came on the scene in 2005 that it became practical to put LFM’s video creations on the web. “Flipside” was a series of short documentaries on Memphis artists that accompanied Craig Brewer’s pioneering webseries $5 Cover. “Get Down” was produced with the Downtown Memphis Commission to promote the newly flourishing neighborhoods around 1 S. Main.

Live From Memphis was ahead of its time, but the world caught up. Reyes never sold advertising, and eventually grants and donations dried up. Facebook’s global spread made the directory redundant. LFM shut down in January 2013.

“I see people over and over trying to do a music directory or a music thing that’s gonna change Memphis music. It always ends up petering out because what they’re thinking about is just music,” Reyes says. “You need an ecosystem.”

Fish and Foul

“For a couple of years, I was just kind of floundering,” Reyes recalls. “It was really hard to get out and shake that off because Live From Memphis was my identity. It was how I saw myself, and when I didn’t have that anymore, I was like, who the hell am I? What am I doing?”

Reyes became fascinated with projection mapping, a new technology that allowed precise control of projected digital images that can make surfaces appear to come alive. “VR [virtual reality] is cool, but when you can bring the weird stuff into your world, that’s cooler. You’re actually in something, and it’s happening around you.”

Meanwhile, Reyes and his longtime girlfriend and business partner, Sarah Fleming, had two children together. In 2016, he and Fleming and filmmaker Laura Jean Hocking collaborated on a breakthrough project called Fish. “They wanted to do a film, Laura Jean and Sarah, and I said, ‘Well, why don’t we do it like you’re inside the film?'”

Fish combined video, some of which was shot at the Memphis Zoo aquarium, with murals and projection mapping to create an immersive underwater world. It was the first big exhibition at Crosstown Arts. Mounted before the opening of the Crosstown Concourse, it legitimized the fledgling arts organization in the minds of Memphis. “Fish is the most magical thing I have seen in Memphis probably ever,” wrote Commercial Appeal art critic Fredric Koeppel.

But the triumph would be short-lived. In the early 2000s, Turley sold his interest in 1 S. Main to the owners of the Madison Hotel. In 2016, Aparium Hotel Group bought the Madison, and a share of 1 S. Main with it. The building had been under a PILOT (payment in lieu of taxes) program since before Reyes bought his condo. When the PILOT expired in 2016, the new owners exploited a loophole in the program:

Technically, any building under a PILOT is owned by the Downtown Memphis Commission; the “beneficial owners” only lease it, with an option to buy at the end of the term. When the PILOT expired on 1 S. Main, Aparium claimed the building’s title and sued Reyes to take control of his condo. A bruising court battle ensued. Reyes and Fleming appealed for help to the Downtown Memphis Commission, whom they had worked with for years branding Downtown, but were rebuffed. The artistic community Live From Memphis had nurtured rallied around Reyes and Fleming, organizing street protests outside city hall. Broke, and fearing for the future of his children, Reyes was eventually pressured to settle with Aparium. Stung by the negative publicity, Aparium changed the name of the Madison Hotel to the un-Googleable Hu. The terms of the settlement are secret. When asked about 1 S. Main, Reyes declined to comment.

Making A World

Reyes was adrift. To make matters worse, his father passed away in 2019. “I was going into my own world.” Reyes says. “I needed to do something. I was talking about this idea I had about Baron Von Opperbean a lot. Then my partner [Fleming] and I split up. It was really difficult because it was breaking up the family. I immersed myself in my project. Fortunately, Yvonne Bobo had just bought this building from the state and was fixing it up. She was really excited about it and wanted me to come look at it and said, ‘Hey, let’s do this project together.'”

Baron Von Opperbean’s Exploratorium of Magic, Science, and the Multiverse is the culmination of all of Reyes’ skills. It combines sculpture, murals, projection mapping, sound design, and music to create an immersive experience. “I’m making a world. I just need to make all these elements that make my world exist.”

Reyes’ creation is an example of what he calls experiential art. While researching the project, he visited the City Museum in St. Louis and Meow Wolf in Santa Fe. “When I saw my kids running around experiencing that joy at City Museum, I was like, that’s it. Whatever I make has to give people joy. It has to give them the sense that they’ve walked away from their problems, their troubles, and the reality of the world, and give them a new reality.”

Reyes started work on the project in 2019, with the goal of opening in March 2020. “I had no money and no materials when I started. All I had was this space that Off The Walls had given me. So I just put it out there to the community. The money came in slow, but the materials came in pretty fast.”

The maze-like installation is made almost entirely of creatively reused materials — including a bundle of old Memphis Flyers transformed into a papier-mâché landscape. The University of Memphis supplied projectors for the ever-changing videos that combine with murals and sculpture to create an immersive environment. Donated sound systems provide each area with a unique soundscape. School children helped create alien flowers out of plastic bottles.

Reyes worked feverishly to finish the massive project, set to open on March 28, 2020. “I was doing 24-hour sessions to get it done, and then COVID hit. I was just like, ah, man, it’s over. I just can’t do it anymore. Then I was like, well, actually I could make the videos better. I could make the sound better.” Reyes finished the project largely by himself, with final help from filmmaker John Pickle. The results are stunning — mysterious and immersive.

A Portal

The premise: Baron Von Opperbean is a scientist/magician who travels space and time collecting technology and artifacts that catch his fancy. But the Baron has gone missing, and it’s up to visitors to solve the mystery of his disappearance by following his trail through a series of portals to different worlds. Or, you can just enjoy the ride, Reyes says. “We tried to pack as much as I could into this space. It’s multilayered to make it feel like you don’t know which direction you are going. I don’t want to explain it to people. I just want them to experience it.”

Before the pandemic, Reyes had wanted the Multiverse to be a communal experience, but for now, it’s open on an appointment-only basis. Groups of up to 16 can book trips. “They have to be people you’re comfortable being around. I didn’t want strangers bumping into each other because in a portal, you’d be in a tight space. I’m losing money with only two people in there, but I don’t care.”

Reyes says the reactions have been “overwhelming.” At first, kids are reluctant to explore, but once they get comfortable, they start to ramble all over the maze-like space. “It was really fun. Lots of crawling,” says Mike Pleasants, who recently visited with his wife, Virginia, and daughter, Vera. “There were so many little details. It was really cool how many parts are all coherently pulled together.”

Reyes says this version is a prototype. He hopes to eventually create a permanent attraction on the scale of City Museum, which attracts a million visitors per year. “I’d like to put a giant multiverse in the Coliseum,” he says. “Hopefully there’ll be people who recognize the potential that exists with immersive spaces. People want it, and with COVID even more so because they’ve been cooped up, and this makes them stop thinking about all the bad stuff in their lives.”

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